# "Every Halloween a House on My Street Puts Out Candy. No One’s Lived There for Decades" Creepypasta

An episode of [CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio](https://invisiblenetwork.ai/podcast/1492008134), 19 Nov 2024, 26 min.

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## Transcript

[0:02] Speaker 1: There's this house at the end of our street. It's
[0:05] Speaker 1: been abandoned for as long as I can remember, the
[0:08] Speaker 1: kind of plays that as a kid you cross the
[0:11] Speaker 1: street to avoid. Everyone in the neighborhood knows it, but
[0:16] Speaker 1: no one really talks about it except on Halloween. That's
[0:24] Speaker 1: when things get weird. Every year, a ball of candy
[0:30] Speaker 1: appears on the front porch on Halloween night. It's always
[0:34] Speaker 1: the same, a plain black ball, filled with the good
[0:37] Speaker 1: stuff like Eminem's and Reeses, nothing cheap. No one's ever
[0:43] Speaker 1: seen who puts it there, and no one ever stays
[0:46] Speaker 1: long enough to find out. It just appears. The weird
[0:53] Speaker 1: thing is there's never any sign of life at that
[0:56] Speaker 1: house the rest of the year. There are no lights,
[1:00] Speaker 1: no movement, nothing, The windows are cracked, the roof is
[1:05] Speaker 1: falling apart, and the yard is completely overgrown. Still like clockwork,
[1:12] Speaker 1: every Halloween, that bowl of candy is right where it
[1:16] Speaker 1: always is. There's this rumor too, There's been passed around
[1:21] Speaker 1: as long as I can remember, passed down from the
[1:24] Speaker 1: older kids when I was younger. They say that if
[1:28] Speaker 1: you take a piece of candy, you'll get good luck
[1:31] Speaker 1: for the next year. A lot of kids in the
[1:33] Speaker 1: neighborhood believe it. Some people think it's just a harmless tradition.
[1:38] Speaker 1: Others say it's cursed me. I've always been somewhere in between.
[1:46] Speaker 1: I didn't really buy into the whole good luck thing,
[1:49] Speaker 1: but I can't deny that the house gives me this
[1:51] Speaker 1: weird feeling whenever I pass it. One year, though, something changed.
[1:58] Speaker 1: I couldn't stop thinking about it. The house, the candy,
[2:03] Speaker 1: the fact that no one knows anything about who's putting
[2:05] Speaker 1: it out. All these years. I grew up hearing stories
[2:09] Speaker 1: about the place. Some people say an old man used
[2:13] Speaker 1: to live there. Others say vanished years ago, leaving the
[2:16] Speaker 1: house behind like a ghost town in the middle of
[2:19] Speaker 1: our quiet little street. But no one really knows the truth.
[2:24] Speaker 1: And the more I thought about it, the more I
[2:27] Speaker 1: realized that no one had ever really tried to find out.
[2:32] Speaker 1: So I decided that was the year I'd do it.
[2:37] Speaker 1: After the trigger treaters had cleared out and the streets
[2:40] Speaker 1: were empty, I stayed behind. The ball was still there,
[2:46] Speaker 1: just sitting on the porch like it always did, as
[2:49] Speaker 1: if it had been waiting. My friends had already gone home,
[2:54] Speaker 1: and I could have followed, but something wouldn't let me.
[2:59] Speaker 1: There's always been a pulled to that house, something I
[3:02] Speaker 1: couldn't quite explain, like it wanted someone to notice it,
[3:06] Speaker 1: like it wanted someone to come inside. I told myself,
[3:11] Speaker 1: I just stay and watch, just long enough to see
[3:15] Speaker 1: if anyone came to take the ball away or refill it,
[3:19] Speaker 1: just to get an answer once and for all. But
[3:23] Speaker 1: the more I stood there, the more I felt it,
[3:27] Speaker 1: this nagging sense of curiosity. It's like the house was
[3:32] Speaker 1: calling to me, waiting for someone like me to finally
[3:35] Speaker 1: step through its doors. And that night I couldn't ignore
[3:41] Speaker 1: it anymore. I'd been waiting there for hours, hidden behind
[3:48] Speaker 1: the bushes across the street. The neighborhood had long since
[3:52] Speaker 1: gone quiet. No more kids running around in costumes, no
[3:56] Speaker 1: more porch lights, just me, the dark and that house.
[4:02] Speaker 1: The candy ball still sat on the porch, untouched since
[4:05] Speaker 1: the last group of trigger treats passed by, nothing, no movement.
[4:12] Speaker 1: The house stayed still and silent, as it always did.
[4:16] Speaker 1: I was about to call it a night when something
[4:19] Speaker 1: caught my eye. The front door creaked open, slow and deliberate,
[4:27] Speaker 1: like someone on the other side had just pushed it.
[4:31] Speaker 1: But I didn't see anyone. There was no wind, no explanation,
[4:37] Speaker 1: just the door slowly swinging open, inviting. My heart raised.
[4:45] Speaker 1: I tried to convince myself it was just old hinges
[4:47] Speaker 1: giving way. But deep down and I knew better the
[4:53] Speaker 1: house wanted me to come in. I stayed as still
[4:59] Speaker 1: as possible, waiting to catch a hand coming out, sneaking
[5:02] Speaker 1: away the ball. As Halloween ended, theories ran through my head,
[5:07] Speaker 1: thinking it was maybe an old local who either started
[5:11] Speaker 1: or always carrying on this local tradition. But nothing came out.
[5:16] Speaker 1: The door stood open and maw of darkness gently breathing
[5:21] Speaker 1: in the outside air. As I watched, it almost looked inviting.
[5:28] Speaker 1: Invasive thoughts came in my head, pushing out the idea
[5:31] Speaker 1: that some one was in there, but that I was
[5:34] Speaker 1: being politely asked to come in. Nothing looked overtly threatening.
[5:40] Speaker 1: Sure the house looked musty and old, but otherwise it
[5:44] Speaker 1: was still and docile. I don't know what made me
[5:49] Speaker 1: do it. In reality, I should have turned around and
[5:54] Speaker 1: gone home, but I didn't, whether I was too absorbed
[5:59] Speaker 1: with fear figuring out this mystery was some otherworldly possession.
[6:04] Speaker 1: I accepted the perceived invitation. I grabbed my flashlight and
[6:09] Speaker 1: crossed the street, my feet barely making a sound on
[6:12] Speaker 1: the pavement. I reached the porch, glancing once more at
[6:16] Speaker 1: the candy bowl, almost expecting something to happen, but the
[6:21] Speaker 1: candy just sat there, untouched. I took a deep breath
[6:28] Speaker 1: and stepped through the door. The moment I crossed the threshold,
[6:34] Speaker 1: the air around me felt like it changed thick, heavy.
[6:40] Speaker 1: My skin prickled, as if I just walked into a
[6:43] Speaker 1: room filled with smoke. But there was no smoke, just
[6:48] Speaker 1: an overwhelming sense of pressure, like the house was pressing
[6:51] Speaker 1: down on me. I shone the flashlight around, but the
[6:56] Speaker 1: beam felt weak, swallowed by the darkness. The floor creaked
[7:01] Speaker 1: beneath my feet, but not like normal old wood. It
[7:06] Speaker 1: felt different, like something was shifting under the surface, adjusting
[7:11] Speaker 1: to my weight. It looked solid, and when I tapped
[7:15] Speaker 1: my foot on the floor it was hardwood. But while
[7:18] Speaker 1: walking it just felt off. It wasn't just the ground.
[7:26] Speaker 1: As I moved deeper into the house, something in the
[7:29] Speaker 1: air felt off too. It wasn't just the silence or
[7:33] Speaker 1: the darkness swallowing my flashlight's beam. It was the way
[7:36] Speaker 1: the walls seemed to shift only settling. When my light
[7:40] Speaker 1: landed straight on it, it was barely perceptible, dancing softly
[7:46] Speaker 1: on the edges of my vision, too vague to ever confirm.
[7:52] Speaker 1: I shook my head, chalking it up to nerves. The
[7:56] Speaker 1: floor creaked with every step I took, but the creaks
[7:59] Speaker 1: felt deliberate, like something beneath me was adjusting, sensing my weight.
[8:05] Speaker 1: When I turned to check behind me, the door that
[8:08] Speaker 1: had been open was now shut without so much as
[8:11] Speaker 1: a sound. My pulse quickened, but I tried to reason
[8:16] Speaker 1: with myself. Maybe I'd closed it out of habit. I
[8:21] Speaker 1: was too in my head to keep track of everything.
[8:24] Speaker 1: But then as I turned back, the hallway seemed to
[8:28] Speaker 1: stretch before me, like the space itself was bending. I
[8:33] Speaker 1: stopped shining my flashlight down the hall. I could swear
[8:38] Speaker 1: it had been short, only a few steps to the
[8:41] Speaker 1: next room, but now it seemed longer, as if the
[8:46] Speaker 1: walls were moving, pulling me further in. It was late.
[8:51] Speaker 1: I was tired. I would have preferred to have done
[8:54] Speaker 1: this with a clearer head, but sadly I could not
[8:58] Speaker 1: choose the time to dive into this investigation, so I
[9:03] Speaker 1: was stuck second guessing everything. I was seeing my stomach twisted.
[9:10] Speaker 1: I tried to tell myself it was just my mind
[9:13] Speaker 1: playing tricks, but the house felt alive, reacting to me,
[9:19] Speaker 1: watching me. The further I ventured, the heavier everything felt.
[9:27] Speaker 1: The air was thick, like I was suffocating. Each breath
[9:31] Speaker 1: was harder than the last, and I could feel sweat
[9:35] Speaker 1: beading on my forehead. Despite the chill, my legs felt
[9:39] Speaker 1: like lead, every step taking more effort than it should.
[9:44] Speaker 1: At first, I thought it was the fear catching up
[9:47] Speaker 1: with me, adrenaline wearing off, maybe, but this was different.
[9:53] Speaker 1: I felt like I was being drained. I wiped my forehead,
[9:58] Speaker 1: trying to clear my thoughts, but it didn't help. My
[10:03] Speaker 1: head was foggy, like I hadn't slept in days. I
[10:08] Speaker 1: checked my phone for the time. It was almost three
[10:11] Speaker 1: a m. I couldn't even remember what time I'd gone in,
[10:16] Speaker 1: but there was no way I'd been in that long.
[10:19] Speaker 1: Maybe I'd waited for longer than I thought when outside,
[10:23] Speaker 1: but even then it didn't add up. I couldn't even
[10:27] Speaker 1: tell which way I came from any more. It was
[10:29] Speaker 1: like the walls seemed to twist and shift behind me,
[10:32] Speaker 1: rearranging themselves. The moment I wasn't looking. I shook my head,
[10:39] Speaker 1: trying to clear the growing fog in my head. I
[10:42] Speaker 1: could barely think straight, and my movements were slow and sluggish.
[10:47] Speaker 1: It was like the house was pulling the energy right
[10:50] Speaker 1: out of me. Step by step. As I moved further in,
[10:58] Speaker 1: I started seeing things clothing, old shoes, pieces of paper.
[11:05] Speaker 1: Some were scattered on the floor, others abandoned in the
[11:08] Speaker 1: corners of rooms. At first, I thought they were just
[11:12] Speaker 1: debris from squatters, but as I looked closer, I saw
[11:17] Speaker 1: all the clothes looked like they belonged to children, to
[11:20] Speaker 1: young teenagers. Sprinkled around with discarded remnants of old costumes,
[11:26] Speaker 1: Halloween themed, all at varying ages of decay. Some looked newer,
[11:33] Speaker 1: but between them were pieces that looked older than my parents.
[11:39] Speaker 1: I looked at what I was wearing and came to
[11:41] Speaker 1: the subtle realization these were from others who had wandered
[11:46] Speaker 1: in like me, trying to find answers to the mystery
[11:51] Speaker 1: of the candy bowl. Vital flight kicked in. Panic settled
[11:58] Speaker 1: as a thought flashed in my mind. If this is
[12:01] Speaker 1: what happened to the people who had come inside and
[12:03] Speaker 1: never made it out, what happened to them, because whatever
[12:08] Speaker 1: it was, it couldn't be good. I picked up an
[12:13] Speaker 1: old candy wrapper, its edges brittle from age. I glanced
[12:18] Speaker 1: around my flashlight, catching glimpses of more wrappers, shoes, and
[12:22] Speaker 1: bags left behind in the dust. They were just there,
[12:28] Speaker 1: no sign of a struggle, no signs of what happened
[12:32] Speaker 1: to them. That's when it hit me. The candy it
[12:38] Speaker 1: wasn't just some harmless Halloween tradition. It was bait, a
[12:44] Speaker 1: mystery so alluring to the young that it was the
[12:48] Speaker 1: perfect way to lure people inside and draw them deeper
[12:52] Speaker 1: into the house. Just like me. I turned back the
[12:59] Speaker 1: way I came, desperate to leave. The door shouldn't be far.
[13:04] Speaker 1: I hadn't ventured that deep into the house, had I.
[13:08] Speaker 1: But when I reached the spot where the entrance should
[13:10] Speaker 1: have been, it wasn't there. The door was gone, leading
[13:15] Speaker 1: to an inane hallway that matched the few I'd already
[13:18] Speaker 1: walked through. Panic set in. I tried another hallway, then another.
[13:25] Speaker 1: Whenever I thought I was heading toward an exit, it
[13:28] Speaker 1: never led to where I thought I was going, forcing
[13:31] Speaker 1: me deeper into the house. It was like the place
[13:35] Speaker 1: was changing around me. Trapping me inside. My heart pounded
[13:40] Speaker 1: as I stumbled back, searching frantically for the front door.
[13:45] Speaker 1: Still it was like the house was alive, blocking every
[13:48] Speaker 1: possible escape route. I felt the thlaw beneath me shift,
[13:54] Speaker 1: but it was worse than before. I could no longer
[13:58] Speaker 1: strike it as my imagination, as it almost felt like
[14:02] Speaker 1: it was melting into itself. I took another step and
[14:06] Speaker 1: my foot sank into the floor like it was quicksand
[14:10] Speaker 1: I pulled, but the floor held tight, sticky and thick,
[14:15] Speaker 1: like it was pulling me down. The walls around me
[14:19] Speaker 1: began to pulse, closing in. The house was tightening its grip.
[14:25] Speaker 1: I slapped my fists against the walls, screaming for help,
[14:29] Speaker 1: but no sound escaped. My voice was muted, swallowed by
[14:34] Speaker 1: the thick, suffocating air. No one could hear me. The
[14:40] Speaker 1: house absorbed everything. Something was feeding off me. The house
[14:48] Speaker 1: grew more intense, the weaker I felt, the harder I
[14:51] Speaker 1: tried to escape, the more the house drained from me.
[14:55] Speaker 1: My legs felt heavier, my breath shallow. It wasn't just fear.
[15:00] Speaker 1: It was feeding on my energy, my panic. As I
[15:05] Speaker 1: tried to pull myself out, trying to stay calm, I
[15:09] Speaker 1: noticed something else, shadows moving within the walls. At first
[15:16] Speaker 1: I thought it was just from the house, shifting in
[15:19] Speaker 1: its unnatural way. But then I saw them again, faint
[15:24] Speaker 1: human shapes flickering just behind the wallpaper, their outlines blending
[15:30] Speaker 1: into the structure of the house. They weren't ghosts, they
[15:36] Speaker 1: were people trapped unable to leave. I used my arms
[15:44] Speaker 1: to pull one leg as free as possible, and what
[15:47] Speaker 1: little perch I could get yanked the other out. I
[15:51] Speaker 1: finally tore through the last of the membrane. I had
[15:54] Speaker 1: given up and finding the door, but there was a
[15:57] Speaker 1: window nearby that gave me hope, though with how much
[16:01] Speaker 1: I lost myself scrambling through the twisting hallways, I had
[16:05] Speaker 1: no idea what floor I was on, But just as
[16:09] Speaker 1: I was about to crawl out, I felt the house
[16:12] Speaker 1: latch on to me. The walls rippled and something shot
[16:17] Speaker 1: out from the floor. Tendrils of the house wrapped itself
[16:21] Speaker 1: around my legs and arms, pulling me back toward the
[16:24] Speaker 1: pulsing walls. I screamed, but the sound was still swallowed,
[16:29] Speaker 1: vanishing into the thick air. The house wasn't letting go.
[16:36] Speaker 1: The tendrils tightened pulling me backwards, and whispers in my
[16:40] Speaker 1: mind grew louder. They weren't soft, They were desperate, pleading,
[16:47] Speaker 1: almost panicked. Stay with us, don't leave, you belong here.
[16:55] Speaker 1: It sounded like please from children. I thrashed, trying to
[17:00] Speaker 1: break free, but the harder I fought, the more it pulled,
[17:04] Speaker 1: dragging me back toward the center of the room. I
[17:07] Speaker 1: could feel myself fading, the strength draining from my body,
[17:12] Speaker 1: the way to the house pressing down on me. My
[17:15] Speaker 1: vision blurred and I thought about letting go. For a moment,
[17:19] Speaker 1: the whispers begged me to stay with them, their tone
[17:23] Speaker 1: dripping with loneliness, but something inside me refused. I wasn't
[17:31] Speaker 1: going to let it win. With my last burst of energy,
[17:36] Speaker 1: I reached up and grabbed the edge of the window,
[17:38] Speaker 1: dragging myself through. The tendrils clung to me, tearing at
[17:43] Speaker 1: my skin. As I pulled my legs free. They didn't
[17:47] Speaker 1: let go easily. They weren't just wrapped tightly, but were
[17:51] Speaker 1: lined with something adhesive. My skin felt hot wherever they touched.
[17:57] Speaker 1: By the time I was half way out, my arms
[17:59] Speaker 1: were trimmed and I could feel the skin of my
[18:02] Speaker 1: legs burning where the house had latched on, like it
[18:05] Speaker 1: had taken pieces of me with it, blood soaked through
[18:08] Speaker 1: my clothes and my entire body ate with a deep,
[18:12] Speaker 1: searing pain. But I couldn't stop now. I gave one
[18:18] Speaker 1: last yank, and with a scream, I ripped free, crashing
[18:23] Speaker 1: through the window and falling a story down onto the grass.
[18:28] Speaker 1: My body hid the ground hard, the wind knocked out
[18:31] Speaker 1: of me, but I was outside. I was free. I
[18:38] Speaker 1: lay there, gasping for breath, my chest on fire, every
[18:44] Speaker 1: inch of me, screaming in pain. I glanced down at
[18:48] Speaker 1: my legs, blooded raw, the skin blackened where the house
[18:53] Speaker 1: had burned me. And then, just as suddenly as it
[18:58] Speaker 1: had started, everything stopped. The whispers faded, the house went still, silent,
[19:08] Speaker 1: as if nothing had ever happened. The air was calm again,
[19:14] Speaker 1: but I could feel it. Something inside me was different.
[19:22] Speaker 1: I just lay on the cold grass, gasping for breath,
[19:26] Speaker 1: my chest rising and falling like a just run a marathon.
[19:31] Speaker 1: The oppressive weight that had been suffocating me inside the
[19:34] Speaker 1: house was gone, but I wasn't free of it. My
[19:39] Speaker 1: body was trembling, every muscle aching as if I'd been
[19:43] Speaker 1: squeezed dry. I stared up at the sky, the stars
[19:48] Speaker 1: distant and cold, trying to convince myself it was over. Slowly,
[19:57] Speaker 1: I turned my head to look back at the house.
[20:00] Speaker 1: It stood there, as still and silent as it had
[20:03] Speaker 1: always been, just to run down abandoned structure. Nothing about
[20:10] Speaker 1: it seemed out of place from here. The windows were dark, lifeless,
[20:15] Speaker 1: and the front porch was as empty as ever. The
[20:18] Speaker 1: candy ball still sat there, untouched, like nothing had happened
[20:23] Speaker 1: at all. I could feel it deep in my bones.
[20:29] Speaker 1: It wasn't just some old building. It was alive, waiting.
[20:36] Speaker 1: The dark window seemed to watch me, like eyes, following
[20:39] Speaker 1: my every move, and even though I was out, I
[20:44] Speaker 1: wasn't free. I tried to stand, my legs wabbling beneath me,
[20:50] Speaker 1: but it felt like my body had been drained of
[20:53] Speaker 1: all its strength. Every movement was a struggle, my muscles
[20:58] Speaker 1: refusing to co operate. My mind felt hazy, like a
[21:02] Speaker 1: thick fog had settled over it. I tried to piece
[21:06] Speaker 1: together everything that had happened inside, but something felt missing.
[21:12] Speaker 1: My memories were fragmented, pieces, scattered and broken. I could
[21:18] Speaker 1: remember the feeling of the house tightening around me, the
[21:21] Speaker 1: whispers clawing at my mind, but the details were blurred,
[21:26] Speaker 1: slipping through my fingers. The harder I tried to recall them.
[21:30] Speaker 1: It was like part of me was still in there,
[21:33] Speaker 1: trapped inside the walls, just like the people I'd seen.
[21:38] Speaker 1: No matter how far I got from it, I couldn't
[21:41] Speaker 1: shake the feeling that the house had taken something from me,
[21:45] Speaker 1: something I would have to go back in to get back.
[21:50] Speaker 1: It had left its mark on me. I made it
[21:54] Speaker 1: home that night, but nothing felt the same. Every step
[21:58] Speaker 1: I took away from that house felt like I was
[22:01] Speaker 1: dragging something heavy with me, something I couldn't see. I
[22:06] Speaker 1: tried telling people about it, my friends, my parents, about
[22:10] Speaker 1: what happened. I also reported what I could to the
[22:13] Speaker 1: police about the house. They didn't believe me. Some laughed
[22:21] Speaker 1: it off, like it was some kind of prank or
[22:23] Speaker 1: a drug induced memory, a wild trip from some laced candy.
[22:28] Speaker 1: No one understood. No one felt what I felt in
[22:32] Speaker 1: there when I reported it. I didn't even try to
[22:36] Speaker 1: explain how the house had felt alive, how it had
[22:39] Speaker 1: taken something from me, because they wouldn't have believed it.
[22:44] Speaker 1: They sent any unit and found the place desolate, with
[22:48] Speaker 1: a typical abandoned house layout. Then lectured me on the
[22:52] Speaker 1: dangers of trespassing in unstable structures. Weeks past, and things
[22:59] Speaker 1: felt like they went back to normal, but I couldn't
[23:03] Speaker 1: shake it. The house, the pull, the whispers were still
[23:08] Speaker 1: with me. I could feel it, even as I tried
[23:12] Speaker 1: to pretend everything was fine, and the same bowl of
[23:16] Speaker 1: candy was there when Halloween came around the next year,
[23:20] Speaker 1: sitting on that porch, just like always, despite everything, As
[23:26] Speaker 1: I stood in front of the house, seeing the locals
[23:29] Speaker 1: delight in the free candy, memories I'd forgotten flashed back
[23:34] Speaker 1: through my mind. The pain sang from the scars on
[23:38] Speaker 1: my legs, vividly replying the events of that night in
[23:42] Speaker 1: brief moments of clarity. And yet, despite the horrendous experience,
[23:49] Speaker 1: I still felt that pull. Something deep inside me stirred.
[23:57] Speaker 1: Even though I knew what the house really was. Even
[24:00] Speaker 1: though I knew it nearly took me. I couldn't help,
[24:04] Speaker 1: but look, a part of me still wanted to go back,
[24:09] Speaker 1: as if the house hadn't finished what it started. I
[24:15] Speaker 1: still live on that street, and as I sit in
[24:18] Speaker 1: my room at night, I stare out the window, the
[24:22] Speaker 1: house visible just beyond the street light. It's quiet, now
[24:28] Speaker 1: the same stillness that always surrounded it, But as Halloween approaches,
[24:35] Speaker 1: the pull is stronger than ever. Sometimes, when everything's dark
[24:41] Speaker 1: and silent late at night, I can still hear it. Whispers, faint,
[24:50] Speaker 1: distant but unmistakable, calling my name, telling me to come back.
[24:58] Speaker 1: I try to ignore it. I to tell myself it's
[25:01] Speaker 1: just my mind playing tricks, but deep down I know
[25:06] Speaker 1: the truth. The house isn't finished with me. I glanced
[25:13] Speaker 1: out the window one last time, knowing that it's just
[25:16] Speaker 1: a matter of time before I can't resist the pull anymore.
[25:21] Speaker 1: One day it'll pull me back in, and next time
[25:28] Speaker 1: I'm not sure I'll be able to escape.

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